[[King of Hell!Dean]]

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             First Year

--> No fussing mother, or a doting father. Just his twin, next to him, looking equally nervous. Their father had dropped them by the entrance, and then, with a quick look at his watch and without so much as a good luck, he'd left for a meeting. Now, Michael and Lucifer Voima were left alone on platform nine and three-quarters, looking anxiously up at the steam engine. 

--> They both schooled their expressions after only a few moments, keeping them neat, properly excited, but not nervous. It didn't take long for Michael to be off in search of friends. Lucifer, in contrast, only wanted to find a seat and maybe crack open a book. He struggled with his case for a few moments, but ultimately got it onto the train and into a compartment. He slid it under his seat and pulled his feet up to the seat. When the door slid open, he barely looked up from his book. 

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